I admit that when I saw Rochelle Wisoff-Fields’ photo for this week’s Friday Fictioneers prompt, the only thing that came to mind was my wife’s complaint that the sound that comes out of my mouth when I’m sleeping is like that of sawing logs.I was puzzled as I tried to come up with my 100-word flash fiction post for Rochelle’s prompt. After all, writing about what my wife hears when I’m sleeping next to her is not exactly flash fiction, is it?
But wait, maybe it is. I never hear myself snoring. I bet she’s making it all up.